"I used to have a pair of guns, you know? Really cool set they were, I could go awesome boom boom bang shing woosh kaboom with them. I also had a cool rifle as well though I think that was later after the guns went somewhere. Rifle was a messy piece of shit, somehow managing to eat a pair of bullets every single bullet I fired, and vent smoke out the bullet...slidey back thing. Like, why was there so much smoke to cover me in a cloud in the gun in the first place? And why did it only cover me in the cloud and not spread out? Weird thing that it was"

Elou strode through the streets, a guardsmen clutched by his armour, slowly bleeding from his missing arm. She had run into a patrol while wandering and they shot at her and it was so rude.

"This was before my Rose, of course. And I left the rifle for the Mechanicus. Broken though it was, it was still really cool for them and they loved looking over it. Then of course I got my Rose and it was beautiful. Though, did you know-" she'd get cut off by the guy dying on her. "Tsk, nobody here has any kind of respect for a monologue" she grumbled, discarding the corpse and wandering around some more. The sounds of war were all around her, and it was lovely, made her feel all tingly to feel so much blood being spilled.

A bit more wandering, and she came across a mass of bodies, which was lovely. Stepping out of the alleyway, she saw there were hundreds of Heretics dead on the floor.

"Hold your fire!" an exclaimation to her left came, and she saw a redoubt where a group of guardsmen had constructed a hasty barricade. Ergo, this was the right way to go! So she would turn to it and walk towards them as they called. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?!" The sargent shouted.

"I am Elouviana Zashira, and you know. When your Master tells you he wants a specififc meal today and you say 'but sir, I can't get there, there is a war going on right now' and then he slaps you and pins you to the wall by your throat and tells you that if you don't follow his orders he'll strip you naked and throw you in the pit to breed someone that will" Elou replied, shrugging softly and hopping into the Redoubt. Her confidence and the tale she was telling was weird, and they couldn't muster the mentality to stop her. "You are running out of bullets, by the way" Elou commented, stepping over an empty box of bullets.

"Govenor says Lasguns are too expensive" the man replied with a sneer. Elou paused and turned back to him with a shocked expression.

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"Too expensive? It's more expensive to have Autoguns in the long run. But....I guess he doesn't really think about the long run because he expects you all to die horribly so he can keep being a fat cat" Elou scowled at the idea and looked upwards to the celling. "I should go tell him off for being so greedy"

Though it was throwaway commentary from Elou, her presence was enough to stoke long held grudges and ignite them into an inferno.

"The Cat Girl's right! We are paid hardly enough to survive, not even given proper gear, and that shit sits around on his ass! We should storm the upper hive and throw him off it!" the Sargent exclaimed, met with roars of appreciation from his men. Painting their armour with blood, they got out of the redoubt and charged off into the distance, screaming at the top of their lungs and radioing their comrades to do the same.

"Well that happened" Elou commented with a flick of her eyebrows, before turning. As a Daemon Princess, she was well honed to emotions, and could feel some that shouldn't be felt in a warzone. Following the scent, she would come across an alleyway with three cultists surrounding a guardswoman on her knees. Rather than fighting, they were using the woman for carnal purposes, and from the noise and tears she could see, the woman was certainly not interested in recipocating. Probably the reason for the handcuffs.

"Oi" Elou shouted, glaring down the alleyway at them. It turned all three heads, and staring at a cat girl in a maid uniform was certainly not something they expected to do when they got up this morning. Though one of them recovered quickly and grinned while pushing the woman's head forward so she started choking.

"Hey look! Another girl's come to join. Ya gonna strip off for us, or we gonna have ta make ya?" he shouted back. It was enough to boil Elou's blood. Or, the Daemonic equivilent of it anyway.

"Hahaha, no" she then shot warp fire from her eyes down the alleyway and exploded the man's head. Such an action freaked the absolute shit out of the other two and they sprinted off screaming into the night. With unnatural swiftness, Elou appeared by the side of the woman as she coughed and spluttered to get a breath now the obstruction was gone.

"Hey, it's ok now. You are alright" Elou spoke, breaking her cuffs and taking her hand. "Can you tell me your name?" She asked, a gentle, soft and soothing voice. Elou had never really been all that opposed to Slaanesh, and so was close in aspect to her. As a result, he didn't begrudge a subtle boon now and then, which Elou was putting to good use.

"I....wow, you are so pretty" the woman said, her eyes glazed over. Elou internally cursed and diled back the power a little, so it was just calming, not enarmouring. "I...I mean...sorry...I.....I'm Katerina. Most, people call me Kat" she replied, blinking some more and wiping her mouth.

"Kat? How perfect~ The Cat has a Kat! Come dear, let's get out of here, yea?" she'd ask, standing and offering her hand.